Lazarus wasn’t grateful for his second wind
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For another chance
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watch his chances fade like the dawn and leave
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I can barely tell you just how pale I get
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Without you
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I’ve been a mess since you’ve been gone
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What were the first words that crowd heard him speak
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I bet he was cursing at the sky
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I bet he wasn’t turning no other cheek
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And was there still hope and desire left in his heart
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For the last word in love
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I’ve been a mess since you’ve been gone
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Your beauty is just a slap in the face
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That’s gonna bring me back to life
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Back to another sky that’s blue
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It’s gonna turn me into another great American zombie
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So hungry for you
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I’ve been a mess since you’ve been gone
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I’ve Been a Mess
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| American Music Club |
